Comus: A Maske

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Page 10 But 6 [oh] that haplesse virgin our lost sister Where may she wander now,
whether betake her From the chill dew, amongst rude burs and thistles? Perhaps
some cold banke is her boulster now Or'gainst the rugged barke of some broad
Elme ...

Page 11 I doe not thinke my sister so to seeke Or so unprincipl'd in vertues book And the
sweet peace that goodnesse bosoms ever As that the single want of light, and
noise (Not being in danger, as I trust she is not) Could stir the constant mood of
her ...

Page 12 Of night, or lonelynesse it recks me not I feare the dred events that dog them both,
Lest some ill greeting touch attempt the person Of our unowned sister. ELD. BRO.
I doe not brother Inferre, as if I thought my sisters state Secure without all ...

Page 14 B. Heav'n keepe my sister, agen agen and neere, Best draw, and stand upon our
guard. ELD. BRO. Ile hallow, If he be friendly he comes well, if not Defence is a
good cause, and Heav'n be for us. THE ATTENDANT SPIRIT HABITED LIKE A ...

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Page 3 - Oft seeks to sweet retired Solitude Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings That in the various bustle of resort Were all to ruffl'd, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his owne

Page 10 - Would sit, and hearken even to extasie, And in requitall ope his leather'n scrip, And shew me simples of a thousand names Telling their strange, and vigorous faculties, Amongst the rest a small unsightly root, But of divine effect, he cull'd me out; The leafe was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another

Page 15 - Of this pure cause would kindle my rap't spirits To such a flame of sacred vehemence, That dumb things would be mov'd to sympathize, And the brute Earth would lend her nerves, and shake, Till all thy magick structures rear'd so high "Were shatter'd into heaps ore thy false head. COMUS. She fables not, I

Page 12 - and sallow Abstinence. Wherefore did Nature powre her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits, and flocks Thronging the seas with spawne innumerable But all to please, and sate the curious tast? And set to work millions of spinning worms,

Page 13 - would be unthank't, would be unprais'd, Not hälfe his riches known, and yet despis'd, And we should serve him as a grudging master, As a penurious niggard of his wealth, And live like Natures bastards, not her sons, "Who would be quite surcharg'd with her own weight, And strangl'd with her wast fertilitie;

Page 4 - To save her blossoms, and defend her fruit From the rash hand of bold Incontinence. You may as well spread out the unsun'd heaps Of misers treasure by an outlaws den And tell me it is safe, as bid me hope Danger will winke on opportunitie And let a single